...like the taste of rusty tap water

...like the taste of rusty tap water

A Poem by Frieda P
"

that's how much

"
As colors that don't exist
 & the taste of rusty tap water
    birds that can't fly
     trying to verbalize the sky,
fine line breaking day & night
   passive-aggression's coercion,
like a broken headboard's recall
  or inviting a nastyass honey badger to lunch,
       difference 'tween enraged
                   & compliant ambiguity ~
  
     that's how much I miss you...

© 2014 Frieda P


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This has to be the loveliest dissing a guy ever got... Such elegant words for such an ignoble ending. Excellent writing, Frieda, my friend!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

You have to remain a lady even when freaking the fook out, ya know? ;) haha
Wow...I love this. Very well put and really like the song to go with it. Great job expressing yourself.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Thanks muchly, jazz'd you enjoyed....
Nope, never ever ask a honey badger to lunch, unless of course you miss them or it's not a y ending day... someone has riled you Frieda, hope you are ok... rants help of course, but being treated better is much better...
~~redzone xxoo

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

That's just my normal/usual state of mind Red, I am Italiano after all, we're always riled up bout s.. read more
redzone

9 Years Ago

Well you are awesome, didn't know it was cause you are Italiano mainly. And here i thought it was .. read more
wow, now that is missing...
the really bad taste of sorrow...that is honey that has become hard and inedible...

the wording is superb...and really hits hard to the heart.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Thanks jacob, means a lot coming from you....
I'm guessing not that much. I'm pretty sure this is what we call dissing. Or as the kids say, " This guy just got owned!" Haha



Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Yeah my kids say pwned....I guess you could say that. ;) haha
Kayleigh

9 Years Ago

Let's just say you kicked this guy... Hard. ;))
Some aren't worth missing...
Perfection in poetry once again my friend.

:) Julie

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Exactly Julie, grazie mille. :)
This guy just got publicly dissed in a huge way.!
Love it!
Nicely done you little hot pepper.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matching Socks

9 Years Ago

Send me the link?
Frieda P

9 Years Ago

I wish I could, she's closed her account in her time of loss...
Matching Socks

9 Years Ago

Oh...I had no idea.
Not a lot then. :)

Beccy.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Only on days that don't end in Y. :) Thanks Beccy...
Great expressions of feelings, well penned

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Thanks Linda....

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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